"For the sake of his family not eating fish, I decided to help him." Yu Sheng let the beggar lead the way.
The beggar led Yu Sheng forward, "Then we won't charge any money?"
"Are you speaking human language?" Yu Sheng stopped and looked at the beggar with a righteous expression on his face.
"I don't charge money for helping out for the sake of friendship. How can people who don't have friendship with me ask me for help in the future? How can I help the strong and the weak?"
When the beggar first heard it, he thought Yu Sheng's words were high-sounding, but after thinking about it carefully, it still made sense.
Friendship may not exist, but everyone has money, he thought, completely forgetting that he was a beggar.
All the way south, a beggar on the road told Yu Sheng that Wen Mansion was founded in silk, and the brocade clothes worn by Jin Yiwei were woven by their family.
The Wen Mansion is located in Yangzhou City. Although it is not as good as the four major families, it is still among the eight major families.
On the way, we passed the witch courtyard. The little shaman standing behind the door saw Yu Sheng coming over and went in with a panic look on his face to report.
After seeing Yu Sheng leave, Xiao Wu, who was left behind, breathed a sigh of relief and went in to report.
Now, for the rest of my life, I have become the person that the witch academy dares not to offend.
When he arrived at the door of Wen Mansion, Yu Sheng was stunned as he looked at the closed door and the steps covered with dead leaves and dust.
"Is this one of the eight great families you are talking about?" Yu Sheng asked the beggar. Except for the appearance of a wealthy family in the courtyard, everything was in decline.
The large plaque with the four characters "Jinxiu Wenfu" is tilted, and even the gold characters are dimmed.
"Young master, you don't know something." The beggar said. In order to revive his daughter and cure Mrs. Wen's illness, the Wen family spent a lot of money in one year.
"The wealth saved by our ancestors has been completely wiped out." said the beggar.
"You've emptied your family fortune in just one year?" Yu Sheng was puzzled.
The witch monasteries, temples and Taoist priests are too cruel. It is absolutely unforgivable to ask for so much money when they cannot cure the disease.
"In order to save his daughter, Mr. Wen brought anyone with some strangeness into the house," the beggar said.
Yangzhou is not a big city, but there are still a lot of strange people passing by from north to south, and a lot of money has been defrauded during these visits.
"Otherwise people would say that Mr. Wen is not crazy, but just stupid."
The beggar told Yu Sheng that they, the beggar, had left a seat for Mr. Wen in the sunbathing corner and were waiting for him to go.
"This is for the sake of Mr. Wen's infatuation with his wife and daughter. No one else can get a seat even if they want to," the beggar said proudly.
"What's there to be proud of?" Yu Sheng lightly kicked the beggar, "Earn more money, and you can bask in the sun as much as you want in the future."
The beggar, who knew Yu Sheng's temperament, argued, "Since it's all about basking in the sun, and I'm already basking in the sun, what else can I do to make money?"
This is similar to the story I heard about the wealthy businessman and the fisherman in my previous life.
But for the rest of my life, I will look down upon wealth as my life.
"Without money, you can only bask in the sun. With money, you can buy two bowls of porridge and drink from one bowl."
"You can also buy two nephew buns, one for me to eat by myself, and the other for you to watch me eat."
"By the way, you can also buy two bowls of soy milk. If you like the salty one, I'll give you the sweet one. If you like sweet, I'll give you the salty one."
Yu Sheng looked at the beggar proudly and said, "This is the benefit of having money."
"No wonder you say that being rich is unkind." The beggar looked Yu Sheng up and down, "Sir, you should be glad that your mother is the King of the East Wasteland."
"What else?" Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows.
"Otherwise, uh", the beggar paused, "you have to be lucky that your aunt is the lord of the city."
Having said this, the beggar looked at him with envy, "How did you get reincarnated?"
"I've also been thinking that maybe I stepped on a butterfly in my previous life." Yu Sheng said and walked up the steps.
"Butterfly? It's more like stepping on dog poop." The beggar muttered, followed, and helped Yu Sheng knock on the door.
"Coming, coming." After the beggar knocked for a long time, there was a response from behind the door.
With a "squeak" sound, the heavy door was slowly pushed open.
An elegant man with simple clothes and a goatee stood behind the door.
Yu Sheng was surprised. He didn't expect that the servant who opened the door would still be so elegant despite the decline of the Wen Mansion.
"Who are you looking for?" The man looked at them suspiciously.
Mainly a noble man and a beggar, this combination is so unusual.
"We are looking for Mr. Wen to treat your young lady." The beggar straightened his back and said proudly.
"Oh, I'm here, please come in quickly, please come in quickly." The man immediately became excited and greeted the two of them in attentively.
No wonder the family fortune was quickly dissipated. He just greeted people at home without asking. No matter how much money he had, he couldn't deceive him.
Walking around the Xiaoqiang, you can see everything desolate, the tiles are covered with dead grass, and there is nowhere to stay except for a small path in the yard.
On the contrary, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, embellished with different colors.
After turning around this courtyard, we came to a small courtyard. Before anyone entered, there were already sounds coming from inside.
"Brother Wen, who is here? Are you here to eat and drink again?" A voice that seemed to have been heard in the rest of my life sounded.
"Don't be fooled again. If you are fooled again, you will have to sleep on the streets." The man said earnestly.
"Although I have lost my magic power, my vision is still there. Believe me, as long as you move your daughter to a Zen temple and listen to Zen sounds, she will wake up within a month."
The man turned around after saying this, because he was facing the light and could not see Yu Sheng's face clearly for a while.
"Brother Wen, get them out quickly. These are all liars. They have no ability at all. It's not me who said it, there is only one..."
The sloppy Taoist priest stopped talking and looked at Yu Sheng who appeared behind Mr. Wen as if he had seen a ghost.
"Hey, who did I think it was? It turns out to be you, a sloppy Taoist priest." Yu Sheng was also happy.
This Taoist priest is none other than the sloppy Taoist priest who used magic to deceive him into spending the rest of his life in a desolate world.
"You, I..." The sloppy Taoist priest stood up and didn't know what to say for a moment. His face was full of fear.
After Yu Sheng's identity was revealed, he knew that the loss of his magic was not unjust.
He had tried his best to hide away, but he didn't expect to meet him here.
"Yu, Mr. Yu, hello." The sloppy Taoist priest accepted his fate after struggling for a long time.
"It's impressive that you are still alive, but why did you get together with the monks?"
Yu Sheng looked at the Taoist priest strangely, "Aren't they afraid that you will steal their master's wife?"
"Ahem", the beggar couldn't help but want to laugh, so he could only cover it up by coughing.
"Well, let me help you." The sloppy Taoist priest stood up humbly.
"You, are you the leader of Yu Yu?" Mr. Wen knew Yu Sheng's identity after the beggar reminded him.
This is the son of King Donghuang, and it is easy to treat his daughter.
He was so excited that he knelt down and said, "Please save my wife and daughter..."
"Let's go see your daughter first." Yu Sheng walked towards the house, causing Mr. Wen, who was half-kneeling, to stand up quickly.
"By the way", Yu Sheng turned around and called to the beggar, "Don't let that Taoist priest run away."
Mrs. Wen went crazy because of the koi carp in the Zen Temple. Now this sloppy Taoist priest also mentioned the Zen Temple, and his intuition told him that there must be something fishy in the rest of his life.
"Don't worry, I despise Taoist priests the most. He always steals our jobs and I will never let him go." The beggar geared up.
What he also hates is the monk.
These Taoist monks and beggars use the pretense of praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, and exploit the fear of the people to defraud them of money.
Not at all as honest as their beggars.
Of course, if Yu Sheng knew this, he would definitely laugh out loud.